Just
before 5 a.m. left Springfield (aka “The Tropics”, where the temps yesterday
were in the low 80’s). The three hours
of missed beauty sleep will be sorely missed by any who see me in the next few
days. Leaving that early, missed the
Washington and Baltimore rush hour traffic entirely and was to mid-town
Philadelphia in only 2½ hours, a new record.
Thereafter set the cruise control for 5 mph less than usual (due to the
load on the truck) and made it to Fern Lake in 8¾ hours (aka “The Tropics”,
where it was a breezy 80°F). There is still ice on the
south end of the lake, so, tempting as the waters looked, decided to forego a
swim. Twenty minutes after arriving, having just removed the blue tarp from
Dolores, heard a loud crash right behind me.
After returning to Earth, found that the dead tree immediately behind
the RV had blown over, fortunately not on either me or Dolores. Dolores must have been sufficiently startled
that she started with the first turn of the key. Lots of signs that mice had visited over the
winter but, myth confirmed, not in any of the places where I had put out fabric
softener dryer sheets (Spring Scent variety).
Most notably, there was NO nest in the oven… or anywhere else that I’ve
yet found. However, I did swat the first
mosquito of the season, which is NOT a good sign! Spent the rest of the day and evening
emptying the truck and stowing all that “stuff” away. Remembered to call and wish Alex’s voicemail
a Happy Birthday! A semi-cool Beck’s
Dark slid down real easy for dinner.